The vast metropolis of Tokyo, bathed in the shimmering
fabrics of light that soared out of the Sun. In the land of the
'Rising Sun', millions awakened to carry out their daily chores.
Hundreds every minute of the day strode through the packed streets.
Those in cars waited for hours just to reach a destination that
was only a few miles away. In this city, in this country, the daily
chores kept the land alive and the people to flourish.

But now the Sun crouched lower in the horizon. Dusk
fell upon the land that was slowly fading into darkness. The gigantic
sphere that controlled our everyway of life pulled its fabrics of
light away from the metropolis, allowing the blackness to pour in
and take Tokyo as its own for one more night. Centuries ago, the
land and even the world were used to having their light fade for
several hours. But in the new modern era, the city extinguished
its own artificial light that reduced the darkness in the surrounding
area. No longer would its inhabitants stride outside and be engulfed
by the night.

It was a new generation. It was a new time, a time
that no longer dealt with the age old problems that once grasped
the ancestors of the past.

A young couple gazed up at the night sky, which dwindled
with stars that gleamed brightly from a distance. To them, this
was what life was all about. There were no problems in the world.
Everything in the vast emptiness of space, circled around them.
Life was a gift, one they would not waste. But the stars weren't
the only thing in the night sky that gave off a glow. What at first
was thought to be an aircraft was actually something much, much
more. Its body rotated around in circles, spinning rapidly. Azure
flames blossomed out of four separate parts of the object's body,
which left a trail of smoke behind.

A howling cry shook the city block. The roar was
louder than thunder and succeeded in not only stirring the ground,
but sending pulses of fear into the minds of those who wished they
had not heard such a horrible scream. But to this land, the roar
did not belong to a mysterious entity. It belonged to the most infamous
creature the world had ever known.

The waters in Tokyo Bay normally would flow smoothly,
only to ripple and stir when the wind was pushing against it. But
there was no wind. Long, jagged spines sliced through the watery
surface. The leviathan rose out of the water, the bright lights
of Tokyo failed to reveal the identity of the mysterious creature
that had landed on its shores. Under the cover of darkness, any
witnesses that had not yet ran away for their lives, could only
make out an outline resembling a dinosaur that stood on its hind
legs, with sharp spines protruded out of its back and a tail waving
across the water. Water profusely dripped down the body of the large
creature. All anyone could hear besides the screams of fear was
the unnatural sound of the animal's breathing. Air that was inhaled
into the animal's jaws released a loud a snarl.

It was finally recognized as Godzilla.

Godzilla trotted forward, his feet breaking through
the concrete as footprints were left in his wake. Nearby structures
that had survived the tremors rippling through the ground were soon
demolished by Godzilla's body. The atomic saurian stomped into the
heart of Tokyo, unopposed. But the strange object in the sky started
to spin towards the invading monster. Godzilla's reptilian eyes
glared at the incoming object, his prehistoric mind describing the
animate object as a threat. The spines clattering together every
time Godzilla walked stopped and glistened with a bright radiant
of power. In the back of Godzilla's gaping maw, flashes of nuclear
energy pulsated. The spinning object stopped in mid-air a few hundred
yards in front of the horror of nuclear warfare. The azure flames
flowing out of the spinning object disappeared and were replaced
by thick streams of smoke. The object no longer was spinning; instead
it began to descend to the ground.

A mammoth head burst out of the confines of its frontal
shape. Reptilian flesh encased the head. Two long fangs curved out
of its bottom jaw, not being able to be concealed with the maw of
the beast when it closed. Its eyes were enriched with an emerald
essence. Soon the bellowing fountains of smoke ceased and limbs
sprouted out to take its place. The creature's body fell towards
the ground, where its feet grappled the street below to keep the
body standing.

It was huge.

Godzilla's reptilian orbs cast a livid stare at this
new contender who had come to challenge his reign of imperialism
over this land. Godzilla's stare of animosity was returned by this
giant tortoise of biblical proportions. People ran around their
feet, flocking to escape the looming taste of dread that was about
to erupt in the streets of Tokyo.

Swinging his tail into a nearby skyscraper, Godzilla's
tail sliced into the skyscraper's outer haul and made the building
crumble to the ground. A thick cloud of smoke converged on a small
portion of where Godzilla was standing. The nearby buildings that
gleamed with artificial light bathed Godzilla's dark skin. The radioactivity
inside Godzilla's body had already dried his skin after being submerged
in water for so long.

Godzilla's spines still radiated with the atomic
fury of Mankind's own insolence.

But the King of the Monsters did not know that he
was about to tangle with a protector created by an ancient civilization
eons ago. The Guardian of the Universe, known as Gamera.

An orb of atomic energy churned in the gaping jaws
of Godzilla. It allowed tendrils of radiation to escape in the region
surrounding Godzilla's maw. Godzilla's spines flashed with a blinding
aura that no human had ever been exposed to. It shimmered brighter
than before, intensifying every second. Throwing his head forward,
Godzilla unleashed an atomic beam, which circulated out of his mouth
and lanced into Gamera's armored-chest. Gamera screamed in agony
as the force of Godzilla's beam dug into the plates of the tortoise's
chest. Godzilla's feet embedded their claws into the ground, fighting
desperately to not have the mutated dinosaur be thrown off balance
by the discharge of its own ray. The searing heat had failed to
affect Gamera, but the amazing force ripped into the organic plates
that had been grown to withstand piercing attacks.

It had never expected to go up against Godzilla's
wrath.

Godzilla's heat ray continued to flow into Gamera's
chest. With a loud, ear-shattering wail, Gamera fell to the ground,
his back shell slamming into the ground and caused the concrete
to defy gravity by rising into the air. A large imprint of Gamera's
body will forever be imprinted in the street corner.

Raking the ground with his thrusting claws, Gamera
struggled to rise and meet the King of the Monsters. But the ground
shook back and forth. It appeared Godzilla had other plans in store
for the monster that had come to save the city of Man. Gamera met
Godzilla and the two titans ripped into the other for the first
time. Godzilla crunched Gamera's shoulder, where no shell was present
to fortify its defense against Godzilla's slashing teeth. Fighting
the pain Godzilla's jaws inflicted, Gamera scurried his claws into
Godzilla's abdomen. Both monsters tried to use their own weight
to delude the other. For a moment, Godzilla was the victor. Godzilla
pushed Gamera across the ground and attempted to ram the giant tortoise
into the outer haul of an office building whose constructors had
never envisioned to be reduced to rubble by two fighting monsters.
But Gamera's shell was all that made contact with the office building.
The windows shattered and the wall was pushed back, but Gamera had
managed to stop Godzilla.

The tides had turned.

Gamera thrust his body forward, pushing Godzilla
backwards. Godzilla's jaws were still ripping into Gamera's shoulder,
but the mighty tortoise didn't allow the pain to overcome him. As
Gamera pushed with all his might, he rammed his head into the side
of Godzilla's skull, attempting to break Godzilla's mouth away from
inflicting anymore damage. Gamera's long fangs slashed into Godzilla's
throat, peeling the skin away from the body. But the wound had healed
instantly. Gamera's eyes considered this to be a folly in his plans
of defeating the atomic saurian. Pushing his feet harder against
the ruptured ground, Godzilla attempted to gain leverage over Gamera
by leaning straight up and pushed Gamera's arms down with strength
accompanied by the mass of his body; Godzilla swiftly dropped his
body down and hurled it forward; Gamera was temporarily overpowered
by the atomic saurian and was toppled to the ground. Godzilla's
nuclear orbs looked down upon Gamera, who was unable to impale Godzilla's
hide with his claws.

Godzilla's own kept them at bay.

Gamera's eyes were blinded by the dazzling aura of
light generated by Godzilla's spines. In the back of Godzilla's
gaping jaws, atomic flames wrought sizzling heat and approaching
doom. Godzilla felt the atomic energies churn in his mouth and prepared
to unleash the full fury of his nuclear beam upon Gamera at point
blank. Hanging over Gamera's skin, which steamed with splintering
pain, Godzilla's jaws parted wider and unleashed a stream of atomic
power. Before Godzilla had expelled his devious power, Gamera's
legs disappeared in dense smoke. Gamera's arms were sucked into
their sockets, no longer prisoner of Godzilla's strength. The Guardian
of the Universe blasted off from underneath Godzilla's powerful
grip, escaping Godzilla just as the atomic dinosaur spewed a beam
of nuclear properties. Godzilla's beam lashed into the ground, incinerating
a mixture of rock and metal, while at the same time the pressure
the beam applied made the ground rise. Smoke filled Godzilla's optic
vision, but the creature's instincts had already alerted him of
his enemy's escape. Glaring in the direction of where he sensed
Gamera, Godzilla was preparing to unleash another intensified blast.
But to Godzilla's dismay, the creature's vision was blinded by the
coming of a ball made up of fire. The fireball plummeted into Godzilla's
face, instantly vaporizing the skin and releasing enough force to
knock Godzilla off his feet. Godzilla's body crashed into the ground,
the spines splintered the terrain as the beast slid across it. Godzilla's
scorched face became refuge for flesh that had been fried by Gamera's
power.

Godzilla cried out in pain as his face begun the
process of regenerating. The mutated dinosaur's eyes had been burned
and reduced to a small shadow of what they once were. Crippled of
vision, Godzilla lazily attempted to rise to his feet. Enraged at
Gamera, Godzilla fired blazing streaks of atomic flame and prayed
they'd connect with the giant turtle. But instead, the beams of
energy eclipsed surrounding structures, ripping and toppling them
to the ground. Pieces of what remained scattered across the region,
unveiling a sheet of smoke, which blanketed the downtown district.
All that could be seen was the colossal bodies of Godzilla and Gamera.

Gamera remained shrouded by smoke and used it to
conceal him from his enemy. But even if smoke had not blanketed
his body, Gamera knew Godzilla was temporarily blinded and wouldn't
be able to see him. It would be best to inflict as much damage as
possible. Gamera's jaws were separated by crackling flames. Exerting
pressure, Gamera exhaled a fireball that in its wake lead a stream
of fire. But Gamera didn't stop there; two other fireballs erupted
out of Gamera's jaws consecutively. The first fireball burned into
Godzilla's chest and detonated, removing a layer of armored-skin
that failed to protect Godzilla from any harm. The force applied
by the fireball nearly toppled the beast to the ground. But Godzilla's
sizzling wound had not suffered enough as two other fireballs struck
the injured chest. Frying the coating of skin that tried desperately
to heal itself, Godzilla's massive form was hurled into the air.
An office building that had been in business for the past several
years was razed to the ground, reduced to rubble after being crushed
by Godzilla's form. There would be no survivors if any happened
to be inside the structure when it was squashed.

Rubble scurried off Godzilla's body, which was rising
out of the mess it had made. Godzilla's eyelids opened, revealing
the inner orbs that had been nearly critically wounded. Vision all
but a blur; Godzilla was still unable to locate the intruder. Aggravated
by the wounds he had received, Godzilla's spines became enriched
with atomic energy. Atomic flames seared out of the reptile's jaws,
destroying anything Godzilla had deemed unworthy of existing. Buildings
were slashed in half, crumbling down the slopes of its own remains.
Nearby spectators mourned in despair as their homes were caught
in Godzilla's wrath. Entire neighborhoods had gone up in flames,
along with the inhabitants who stayed with their loved ones to the
bitter end. But Godzilla's wrath clouded what judgment the creature
would ever have. The nocturnal environment that brought darkness
to the city had been exposed to bright flashes of light being emitted
by Godzilla's spines. The long, jagged spines protruded out of Godzilla's
back danced with the eerie essence of nuclear power; Godzilla's
atomic blasts seared out of his gaping jaws, repeatedly slashing
the air and reducing the human structures all around to cinders.

The King of the Monsters was out of control.

Gamera crept towards the enraged saurian; his feet
sank beneath the concrete, spawning low-level tremors. The vibrations
in the ground jolted beneath Godzilla's feet. Godzilla's predatory
eyes searched for the one that created the ambiance in the ground,
knowing it was a result of Gamera being nearby. Gamera stopped and
witnessed Godzilla turning his gaze directly at him. Godzilla spat
a destructive roar at Gamera, warning the tortoise that the ability
to see had returned to the King of the Monsters. Gamera's feet disappeared
in a column of smoke, which seeped out of the top layer of the legs.
With a burst of power, Gamera launched its body straight up, releasing
large volumes of smoke out of his leg sockets. Gamera pointed his
jaws at Godzilla and fired a barrage of fireballs. Godzilla ducked
his head, allowing the first two fireballs to fly overhead. Godzilla
felt the heat the fireballs gave off as they narrowly missed the
aberration of nuclear origins. Consumed by fire and plasma, the
last fireball singed Godzilla's right shoulder. Godzilla cried out
in fury at the escaping Gamera. Spewing forth a torrent of shimmering
agony, Godzilla's atomic beam hacked into Gamera's abdomen and burned
a hole into the custodian's body. Green blood oozed out of the burnt
wound. Gamera satisfied Godzilla's anger with an ear-piercing wail
of pain.

But Godzilla's rage demanded more bloodshed.

Firing another volley of atomic energy, Godzilla's
beam arced into Gamera's open wound and burned deeper. Losing control
of his aerial flight pattern, Gamera was too concentrated on pain
that the great beast lost control and plummeted towards the ground.
Mustering all the strength in his prehistoric body, Godzilla charged
across the ground, leaving footprints imprinted in the ground. Godzilla
showed a running speed he had never been able to achieve; Godzilla
arrived at the scene of where Gamera was due to land. The atomic
saurian bent down, allowing his muscles to flex and prepare for
the approaching physical strain. Using the ground as leverage, Godzilla
leapt into the air and twirled his body around, whipping the tail
around to collide with the descending Gamera. The collision diverted
Gamera's falling body, making it crash into the ground. With his
foe buried in the ground, Godzilla's thorny spines blossomed with
atomic fury. An atomic beam pierced its way out of the dinosaur's
divided jaws and punctured Gamera's arm, tearing and searing it
to shreds. Layers of flesh and muscle designed to safeguard the
arm sockets popped upon contact with the blistering projectile,
its destruction rang out across the entire area for all to hear.
Such an assault wrought pain and suffering to Gamera, who constantly
screamed in sorrow.

The agony Gamera was feeling, pleased Godzilla's
predatory instincts.

Jagged spines occupying Godzilla's back glazed with
another prelude of atomic suffering. Teeth extending out of the
upper and lower parts of Godzilla's mouth glistened brightly after
being exposed to the high temperatures of radioactive flames. Godzilla
spout a destructive ray of atomic energy, which lanced into Gamera's
torso, piercing the reptilian's outer-shell. Literally melting the
armored-hide that had been exposed to the intense heat, all that
remained was a smoldering crater embedded in Gamera's flesh. Godzilla's
cold, reptilian orbs gazed into the massive wound Gamera had received.
A neon-blue aura tainted Godzilla's spines, embodying the colossal
bony-spikes with the element that gave the saurian life. After witnessing
the horrible aftermath of Godzilla's destructive power, the back
of Gamera's maw shimmered with the presence of churning flames.

It was a stand off.

Godzilla's lip curled up, revealing the sharp fangs
hanging down from the upper jaw. The azure light shining out of
the back of Godzilla's throat glinted off the teeth, casting a malevolent
warning of the searing pain to come. Not willing to take any chances,
Gamera stomped towards the atomic saurian, fireballs pulsating out
of his jaws. A bombardment of fireballs covered Godzilla's body
in a cascade of flames. The force the fireballs inflicted was enough
to cause Godzilla to fall to the ground, stabbing the ground with
his serrated spines. Smoke whistled from the pores of his charred
hide. The heat given off by Godzilla's spines melted the asphalt
that tried to contain it. Godzilla rose to his feet and allowed
the azure light to ripple even brighter, promising Gamera the devastation
he will soon endure. Gamera was blinded by the departure of Godzilla's
beam from his crackling jaws; the kinetic ray fueled by Godzilla's
nuclear might enkindled the custodian's fresh wounds. Gamera howled
in pain from Godzilla's malicious attack. The glow embodying Godzilla's
dorsal fins faded and the ray disappeared in thin air.

A ghastly residue of radiation lingered in the air
like smoke. In a short amount of time, it would no longer be seen
by human eyes. The spawn of Godzilla's radioactivity would inherit
the air for generations to come, polluting the lungs of any unfortunate
enough to thrive in a hellish wasteland.

Godzilla sought to make sure that if any in the future
would venture into his territory, they would find the corpse of
this fool who dared to challenge his authority.

Instead of infesting his mouth with the burning taste
of atomic energies, Godzilla preferred to savor this moment by ripping
his opponent apart with his bare hands. Stomping in Gamera's direction,
the earth shuddered with every step the dinosaur made, Godzilla's
eyes flared with animosity towards the defender known as Gamera.
Still reeling from the assault Godzilla had bestowed upon his wretched
body, Gamera released an earth-shaking cry, warning Godzilla to
not come any closer. But the King of the Monsters snarled a grunt
of contempt, deeming Gamera's warning cry a sign of the creature's
farewell to this world. Looming closer, spikes slit out of Gamera's
elbows, and waited for the perfect moment to strike. Godzilla threw
back his claws and plunged them forward, aiming to slice Gamera's
throat wide open. But such intent was never realized for Gamera
knocked Godzilla's arm away with his own, then ripped Godzilla's
torso wide open with his elbow blade. Hot, crimson blood gushed
out of the fresh wound Godzilla received. It wasn't the wound that
made Godzilla furious; such damage can easily be repaired in seconds,
but the idea of being harmed by such an inferior creature beckoned
for an eternal life of suffering.

In quick succession, Godzilla inscribed gory trenches
in Gamera's throat. Green blood trickled down Godzilla's claws,
and felt the cold air freeze the warm blood. Like a starving jaguar,
Godzilla slashed Gamera's hide with his blood-stained claws. Slicing
the air with his own claws, Gamera grazed Godzilla's throat with
strategic accuracy. Godzilla's painful groan gurgled in his throat,
leaking out of his wounded neck. Striding forward, splintering the
ground with each earth-shattering step, Gamera rammed his body against
the King of the Monsters. Even the prehistoric strength surging
in Godzilla's body failed to usurp Gamera's attempts at dethroning
the atomic saurian in a contest of pure strength. Godzilla's feet
dug into the asphalt, scraping it from its surface and leaving claw
marks. If Godzilla tried to brush Gamera's arms away with his own,
the custodian would impale Godzilla's torso with its elbow blades.
Godzilla snarled in contempt, frustrated that an inferior creature
had him in a corner.

Such frustrations spurred the growth of irradiation.

Godzilla's gaping jaws flourished with the radioactive
essence of death. The illuminating awe of nuclear carnage was enough
to manipulate Gamera's strategic plans. Instead of using just physical
force, Gamera decided it would be best to implement a different
type of strategy; Godzilla prepared to unleash his radioactive ferocity,
but a staggering pain through off his concentration. No longer were
Godzilla's spines sizzling with atomic light. Gamera felt the atomic
dinosaur's warm blood corrode his hand. The custodian from an ancient
past wiggled his claws, poking Godzilla's innards. At last, Godzilla
managed to glance down at the reason of why his mind was throbbing
to the point of insanity.

One of Gamera's claws had managed to pierce his abdomen.
Godzilla's body had literally consumed Gamera's hand, and was now
paying the price of having it within; Gamera literally thrashed
Godzilla's internal organs with his rampaging claws. With a firm
hold on a host of organs, Gamera began to pull them out of Godzilla's
body.

How dare such an insolent creature ever think
about doing such a thing!

Such thoughts lurked in Godzilla's clouded mind.
It was a challenge for his own superiority, one Godzilla sought
to win, even if he had to sprinkle Gamera's blood upon this tarnished
metropolis. Gamera didn't need to be a psychic to know what Godzilla
was thinking, just by staring at Godzilla's feral eyes; Gamera sensed
the hatred and impending doom that flared in Godzilla's nuclear
orbs. Unable to hide the fury that was at this moment self-evident,
Godzilla separated his jaws and allowed the blistering flow of radiation
to lance into Gamera's arm. Gamera cried out in pain, unable to
hide his agony from his adversary. Godzilla's atomic beam ruptured
Gamera's elbow-joint, consuming it in an aura of searing purgatory.
Gamera realized that he had failed to pull Godzilla's organs from
out of his belly quick enough, and in the process, Godzilla's wicked
ray of death succeeded in singeing his arm in two.

Gamera's benevolent pupils were transfixed on the
pieces of his arm falling to the ground. The asphalt that had been
splintered by the tussling titans now was covered with Gamera's
green blood. Chunks of what was once Gamera's arm now lay scattered
upon the ground both monsters fought upon. It was a shame Godzilla's
atomic beam irradiated with radioactivity; if it were just heat,
Gamera would've been able to absorb it. A furnace of smoke hissed
out of what was once Gamera's arm. All that was left was an elbow,
with pieces of burnt flesh dangling out of its pore.

A thundering roar escaped Godzilla's prehistoric
jaws. The atomic saurian rammed his 30,000 ton body against Gamera.
Gamera, the Guardian of the Universe, toppled to the ground. Gamera's
incredible mass crushed any object it fell upon. Mounds of asphalt
and debris splashed upwards, influenced by Gamera's impact with
the ground. With one of his arms mutilated and his body suffering
severe wounds from Godzilla's atomic beam, Gamera recognized the
position he was in; victory seemed unlikely.

But Gamera will never give up.

Balls of fire erupted from Gamera's maw and crashed
into the surrounding environment. Entire districts went up in flames,
buildings devastated by the force each fireball packed. The area
Gamera fired upon was now engulfed by a sea of fire. Godzilla acknowledged
the flames, allowing his prehistoric body to feel the warmth it
provided. The crackling flames reflected its premonition on the
savage pupils of the mammoth reptile, making it seem as if Godzilla's
eyes radiated with fire. Perhaps they were, for hatred still burned
in Godzilla's eyes as they focused on the injured Gamera.

Godzilla deemed Gamera a desperate adversary, feeling
the custodian's aim was lousy. The King of the Monsters was standing
right in front of him, yet Gamera still managed to miss. Where was
the strategy? Did Gamera share Godzilla's animosity towards this
city, which was built by creatures that taught him the meaning of
hate? An apron of radioactivity separated Godzilla's jaws, casting
a brilliant aura over Gamera's fatigue.

Inhabitants scurried out of the rubble. Bruised and
battered, they were lucky to be alive. But the radiation that lingered
in the air would be their downfall. Flames devoured entire streets,
burning everything in its path. Those who had the privilege of surviving
this anarchy, paid heed to the destruction all around them. They
had only a few seconds to analyze the destruction unfolding around
them, before they were engulfed by the light that was emitted from
Godzilla's backside. The horrible cries of Gamera pervaded across
the torn and battered metropolis. The horrible stench of roasted
flesh sickened the nearby inhabitants. What atrocities does Gamera
endure during the wake of Godzilla's atomic wrath?

The question was answered.

Godzilla ceased firing his atomic beam. The monster
looked down upon his battered and withered foe. Godzilla paused,
waiting for any signs of life. The smell of roasted flesh molested
Godzilla's nostrils. While it was the smell of victory, Godzilla
shifted his gaze elsewhere, unable to cope with the terrible smell.
Godzilla lumbered off in the opposite direction, towards the peaceful
sea. Onlookers prayed the King of the Monsters would spare them
of his wrath. Godzilla paid no heed to the ants crawling around
his feet. All that was on Godzilla's mind was the sense of victory
and the longing of a long, peaceful sleep at the bottom of the sea.

Frightened witnesses examined what was left of Gamera;
the custodian's skin had been incinerated. Charred strands hung
from the pores of his body, dangling from the exposed muscles. Green
blood dried out by Godzilla's irradiation covered the majority of
Gamera's body. Gamera's eye sockets had literally melted out of
its sector, replaced by hissing smoke. It would take days, weeks,
maybe even months, to remove the massive corpse. But the smell,
the horrible stench of death, would reside here for years to come.
The smell would only be a reminder of all the lives that were lost
this night.

The Earth trembled.

Godzilla's feet plowed into the asphalt, vibrating
the entire district with every thundering stride. The sea was closer,
it wouldn't take that long; Godzilla's feral eyes examined the crackling
flames. The fires had spread, and would soon engulf the city. Light
radiated by the fire glinted off Godzilla's bony spines. Godzilla's
nuclear orbs descended to the ground and caught a glimpse of all
the fleeing people, frantically trying to escape. The King of the
Monsters was a force of nature, only acting out of instinct. But
as the towering behemoth observed the panicked crowd trying to get
away, Godzilla felt an embrace of the truth; he was a God among
insects.

Unknown to Godzilla, the crackling flames in the
district started to slither towards Gamera's corpse. The flames
submerged their fiery essence into the custodian's body. Fire blanketed
Gamera's stature, reconstructing the damage Godzilla dealt. A manifestation
of fire temporarily took the form of Gamera's eyes. Gamera twiddled
his fingers, trying to get the blood flowing. Gamera paused, allowing
his strength to rejuvenate; the charred remains of Gamera's skin
started to dissolve. With one motion, Gamera rose to his feet and
stood erect, allowing the charred flesh to slide off the slopes
of his body. A loud, rumbling cry escaped Gamera's gaping jaws.

Gamera's strategy was a success.

Godzilla stopped, attempting to salvage the potency
of the situation. The King of the Monsters angrily twirled his body
around, and glared at his rejuvenated foe. Godzilla underestimated
Gamera's strategic plans in this battle. The atomic saurian will
make sure it'll never happen again. A steady stream of wind gently
blew across the ravaged terrain. The competitors stared intensely
at one another, neither letting their guard down. Atomic power illuminated
from within the inner-core of Godzilla's spines. It manifested inside
the chasm of Godzilla's gaping jaws. Gamera's reptilian eyes carefully
observed the situation. Cauldrons of fire seeped out of Gamera's
fanged jaws, blistering the cold air around it.

It was a stand off.

Godzilla curled his upper lip, allowing his nuclear
plight to discriminate the air. In a savage display of dominance,
Godzilla leaned his head forward, and spewed an atomic emission
of desolation. Fireballs streaked out of Gamera's separated jaws
and blazed across the torn metropolis to meet Godzilla's unholy
power. Godzilla's atomic beam collided with the first fireball;
the atomic beam lanced into the energetic sphere and ripped it asunder.
The penetrated fireball detonated in a shower of fire. Godzilla's
atomic beam met another fireball and started to lose its momentum;
Gamera's fireball waded through the current of atomic fire, until
it too failed to withstand the fury of the atomic ray. Another shower
of fire bleached the sky of darkness, and replaced it with light.
Godzilla ceased all nuclear activity, unable to keep the atomic
blast stable. But to Godzilla's dismay, the third and final fireball
singed Godzilla's shoulder and a curtain of fire engulfed the atomic
dragon.

Cries of agony swept across the torn city.

Crawling amidst the rubble, humans covered with dust
and blood scampered to safety. Thousands of them were badly bruised,
and every single one of them had witnessed the demise of another.
Driven by instinct, none of them were willing to help one another;
all that mattered was reaching sanctuary. But every time the ground
rumbled and the loud, frightening roars of the monsters stirred
their very being, all of the people stopped dead in their tracks
to witness the battle of the century.

Godzilla's face was badly burnt. The blistering hide
smoldered with scalding heat, a testament of the power wrought by
Gamera. It would take a few minutes for Godzilla's injuries to be
completely healed. But the atomic saurian did not plan to wait so
long to achieve vengeance. Fountains of smoke poured out of Gamera's
leg sockets, propelling the Guardian of the Universe straight up
into the charred sky. Godzilla's heat beam devastated the land Gamera
once stood upon. The atomic dragon snarled in disdain, angered by
the fact that Gamera narrowly avoided confrontation. A menacing
howl escaped Godzilla's maw, challenging Gamera to confront him.

The challenge was openly accepted.

Fireballs plummeted against Godzilla's black scaly
hide, entrenching craters in the monster's flesh. Godzilla's scaly
skin boiled and popped, unable to withstand the extreme temperatures;
Godzilla's panorama concentrated on the flying custodian, allowing
atomic dread to seep out of his bony spines. Atomic energy shot
out of Godzilla's parted jaws, attempting to ravage the airborne
Gamera. Immediately, Gamera sucked his head and arms into their
sockets; azure streaks of light glimmered out of the cavern of the
limbs. Gamera rapidly twirled his body, avoiding Godzilla's beam
as it made its descent. Godzilla recognized Gamera's strategy and
decommissioned his atomic beam, and spun his body around; a long,
muscular tail collided with Gamera's twirling form. Gamera uncontrollably
flew across the landscape, attempting to regain control. Billows
of smoke pounded out of Gamera's limb compartments and crashed into
the ground, blowing cars and other pieces of wreckage away.

Gamera's head peaked out of its socket, attempting
to examine the situation.

The ground rocked back and forth, as the large and
powerful Godzilla charged to meet Gamera. Fire crawled out of Gamera's
mandibles, morphing into a ball enriched with plasma. The fireball
detonated against Godzilla's chest, engulfing the charging beast
in a sea of fire. But Godzilla sprinted past the fire, no longer
influenced by its enkindled torment. Gamera failed to prevent Godzilla's
counterattack; Godzilla's 30,000 ton body collided with Gamera,
plunging the custodian deep into the earth. Asphalt transcended
the limitations of gravity by ascending into the sky, and raining
down in large cloisters.

Horrified people sought refuge, but a blinding ripple
of light captured their gaze. Jagged spines rose up out of the smoke,
flickering with nuclear anguish. Godzilla's body slowly rose out
of the mist, revealing a strange phenomenon. Godzilla was resting
on top of Gamera's shell! The Guardian of Universe plowed the ground
with its organic boosters, blowing the surrounding rubble away with
its unparalleled force. In a brief pause, Gamera's body stopped,
and Godzilla was given a chance to comprehend the situation at hand.
Godzilla shrieked in confusion, trying to figure out what went wrong.
Godzilla's entire world started to spin; Gamera's body twirled in
circles, moving faster by the second. Azure-flames blossomed out
of Gamera's arm and leg sockets, replacing the thick sheets of smoke.
Godzilla's claws impaled the surface of Gamera's shell, attempting
to keep his stability. Cascades of irradiation glimmered within
Godzilla's jagged spines, consuming the monster's gaping jaws.

But Gamera had a different idea.

The Guardian of the Universe slanted his rotating
body, throwing off Godzilla's balance. Godzilla's claws raked Gamera's
shell, but eventually failed and detached. The King of the Monsters
slid down the slope of Gamera's twirling stature, and bashed his
head against Gamera's hard shell. Godzilla plummeted into the ground,
and was engulfed in a sea if smoke. The atomic saurian tried to
budge, but the painful ache in his neck prevented the beast from
rising. Godzilla's cold, reptilian eyes scanned the desolate region.
The King of the Monsters released a small, painful cry of remorse.
Fabrics of light blinded Godzilla's scrutiny, a prelude to the fireballs
colliding with the ground and surrounding Godzilla with crackling
flames. Godzilla's dark scaly hide basked in the heat the flames
generated. The bones and muscles inside Godzilla's neck snapped
into alignment, attempting to repair the damage Gamera had caused.

Emerald eyes gawked at the injured atomic dragon.
Streaks of light burned out of Gamera's leg sockets, leaving a torrent
of smoke in its wake. Gamera's arms reached out and felt the cold
air dampen his scaly hide. Gamera's arms morphed into long, slender
flippers. The flippers portrayed wing characteristics, assisting
Gamera in his aerial travels. Soaring high above Tokyo, Gamera circled
the injured Godzilla. Gamera noticed Godzilla's movements, knowing
full well his adversary was still alive. Not willing to concede
any chance of Godzilla getting back on his feet, Gamera unleashed
a salvo of fireballs. The molten spheres plowed into Godzilla, incinerating
Godzilla's scaly hide, and entrenched smoldering craters in the
monster's body. A painful scream reached Gamera's ears; Gamera's
assault had increased Godzilla's ratio of pain.

The wounds embedded in Godzilla's flesh failed to
heal properly, part of the reason being a result of the intense
heat Gamera's fireballs radiated; it cauterized the wounds. Godzilla's
strong, muscular arms impaled the ground, and pushed with all its
might. The King of the Monsters started to rise, ignoring the blistering
pain Gamera inflicted upon him. Godzilla cracked his neck, no longer
plagued by its injuries. The atomic dragon spat a torrent of atomic
energy, singing Gamera's airborne body. In retaliation, Gamera bombarded
Godzilla with a barrage of fireballs. A few of the fireballs struck
the ground, unleashing a hailstorm of ember. The fire served a purpose.

It was cover.

The fire fed off the oxygen, producing cauldrons
of smoke, blanketing the environment in its perpetual elegance.
Godzilla's nostrils inhaled the churning scent, unable to locate
his foe. To be safe, azure-light blossomed out of the corridors
of Godzilla's bony spines. Godzilla's mouth reeked with atomic urgency.
Cold, reptilian primacy flashed in Godzilla's eyes, carefully aware
of the danger he was in. Godzilla's nuclear orbs skimmed the environment,
attempting to adjust to this barbaric landscape. Godzilla surveyed
the ghastly smoke; the monster's instincts urged the leviathan to
seek refuge beyond the ring of smoke and fire. The King of the Monsters
considered this strategy, but a ball enriched with fire penetrated
the ghastly walls, attempting to sear off Godzilla's head. Godzilla
managed to avoid conflict with the fireball, and spat his atomic
heat ray in the direction from which it came. The King of the Monsters
discontinued the release of his atomic beam, and hoped to hear Gamera's
cries of agony. Instead, Godzilla only heard the flames crackle.

Godzilla scowled in disdain.

Rage took its toll, overwhelming all common sense.
Godzilla discharged his blazing nuclear beam, leveling any man-made
structure it lanced into. People scurrying across the ground sought
cover, wasting no time to inspect the hundreds of tons of asphalt
falling towards them. Godzilla's feet burrowed into the ground,
splintering the surface with its mass. The enraged behemoth roared
an unearthly howl, accusing his foe of meriting a cowardly role.
But Gamera was merely fulfilling the strategy he'd need to overcome
a creature believed to be indestructible.

Godzilla charged towards the haze of smoke, no longer
warranting Gamera the strategic high ground. The King of the Monsters
demolished a building with his gigantic body and broke free of the
ring of fire. An aura of azure-light blazed out of Godzilla's jagged
spines. Godzilla attempted to shoot Gamera out of the sky, but the
Guardian of the Universe made the first move; Gamera's spinning
body crashed into Godzilla's sternum, packing enough concussive
force to knock the wind out of Godzilla's lungs. Gamera toppled
Godzilla to the ground, and ascended to the bleached sky. Godzilla
rolled onto his belly, shoved the ground with his immeasurable strength,
and rose in the ashes flickering around him. The King of the Monsters
glared at the aerial creature known as Gamera, preparing to take
aim. Godzilla mapped out the region, noticing Gamera's flight pattern
would fly pass Tokyo Tower. Godzilla curled his upper lip, revealing
the carnivorous canines inhabiting the apex of his mouth.

The King of the Monsters waited patiently.

Gamera felt the wind press against his fatigue. The
Guardian of the Universe wondered why his adversary wasn't shooting
wildly. Perhaps Godzilla's energy was too low? If this was true,
Gamera would be free to summon the elemental forces needed to ultimately
smite the atomic dragon. The psychotic nature of Godzilla posed
a threat to not only the human race, but to all life. Godzilla is
quite capable of hampering the flow of life on Earth. It would be
futile to try and eradicate all life. Gamera knew the planet would
endure in the long run, and life would find a way. But it was in
Gamera's intent to preserve things the way they are. No longer did
azure-streaks blaze out of Gamera's arms. Instead, the reptilian
arms stretched out, grazing the wind with its feature. Organic boosters
protruded out of Gamera's legs, increasing his speed. Gamera would
need to circle Godzilla in order to unleash the full fury of his
fireballs. By doing so, it should buy Gamera enough time to summon
the Mana.

Photographers stood upon the balcony of Tokyo Tower.
The devastation, however grueling it was, provided the photographs
they'd need to become legendary. Godzilla's glom did not stir the
photographers. It never occurred to them of the peril they were
in. The most infamous creature the world had ever seen was only
several hundred meters away. Considered to be a living nuclear weapon,
Godzilla dwarfed the destructive power of the atomic bomb. Yet these
humans, clouded by arrogance, had no idea of the danger they were
in.

Gamera was within range.

Godzilla irradiated his bony spines. Atomic flames
howled inside the fissure of Godzilla's jaws. The time to act was
now.

Gamera glided in front of Tokyo Tower, only then
did he realize Godzilla's intentions. The Guardian of the Universe
attempted to divert his course, but Godzilla's atomic beam pervaded
across the desolate city, and lanced into the airborne Gamera. Godzilla's
heat ray unleashed enough concussive force to push Gamera into Tokyo
Tower. The photographers were grateful, proud to catch the closest
picture anyone ever had of Gamera. It was the last thing they knew,
before meeting oblivion.

Dark smoke consumed the ravaged landscape. Godzilla's
prehistoric stature moved amongst the dense fog, foreboding the
role of a specter, surveying a world unlike the one it was born
into. The King of the Monsters reveled in the chaos he had caused,
howling in satisfaction with his ear-shattering roar. Gamera answered
Godzilla's calling with a cry of his own. The Guardian of the Universe
stumbled to his feet, casting an estranged glimpse of Godzilla.
There was only one way to exterminate the atomic dragon. Gamera
knew of the distractions he'd need in order to summon the energies
of the Earth. Fire corroded Gamera's empty mouth, igniting in the
form of fireballs, which seared into the region in front of Godzilla.
Godzilla was blinded by the conflagration of multiple balls of fire.
The King of the Monsters discharged an enraged roar, struggling
to understand Gamera's strategy. Godzilla's feral eyes barely managed
to penetrate the crackling flames. A chaotic roar escaped Gamera's
maw as the towering leviathan ascended his gaze to the stars above.
It was a cry unlocking the secrets of the world, which summoned
cascades of energy spawned by the life force of the world itself!
The energetic properties of Mana swept across the sky, gathering
above Gamera.

Godzilla examined the situation of this strange development.
The King of the Monsters felt a strange tingling in his primordial
mind, informing the atomic saurian that danger was brewing. It was
then that Godzilla sensed it. The power Gamera was manifesting.
Godzilla was overcome with a feeling he rarely exhibited.fear. This
unworthy adversary was about to wield unimaginable power. Godzilla
had to act fast, his survival depended on it! The King of the Monsters
released a thundering roar, one that shook the foundations of ground
beneath his feet. Godzilla felt blistering heat crackle from the
core of his heart. The atomic dragon's veins paid heed to the molten
fury of Godzilla's nuclear reckoning. Godzilla's jagged spines blossomed
with golden dread. The King of the Monsters stood poised in a predatory
posture, manipulating his own power.

Godzilla's divided jaws heralded a streak of golden
light, which blazed with enough heat and force to rupture the ground
beneath it. Those unlucky enough to be scurrying beneath the beam
were instantly incinerated in its wake of freedom. Gamera groaned
in dissatisfaction, angered by the fact that he was too late to
discharge a weapon that would ultimately annihilate his loathing
foe. Godzilla's golden beam lanced into Gamera's open chest, igniting
the gathering Mana with its blistering fury, setting off a chain
reaction.

Gamera, the Guardian of the Universe, disappeared
in a blinding explosion. The destructive potency of the explosion
leveled nearby buildings, and extended its radius instantly. Light
triggered by the rupturing blast of the explosion glinted off Godzilla's
feral eyes. The King of the Monsters roared a cry of understanding,
as he was engulfed by the explosion. Shockwaves generated by the
explosion shredded the district. Godzilla, a creature of biblical
proportions, had been lifted off the ground by the explosive force.
The King of the Monsters' skin was unable to deter the blistering
heat, and as a result, it burned off. Godzilla's steel-like muscles
melted, and at times popped. When the wave of heat departed, Godzilla's
body fell limp against the ground, eventually bouncing off the surface
and slid across the landscape, and came to a halt.

A large impact crater took up a portion of Tokyo.

Gamera's burnt carcass laid inside the center of
the crater.

Godzilla weakly clenched the ground with his gigantic
claws. The atomic saurian extinguished a sigh of relief, thankful
to be alive. Godzilla weakly fought to rise to his feet. The monster's
legs wobbled; desperately trying to support the rest of the body.
Godzilla's unparallel wounds lingered with the scent of burnt flesh.
The smell nauseated Godzilla's nostrils. Godzilla's body shook uncontrollably,
the pain was that severe. Godzilla's body begun preparations needed
to undergo the long, horrendous session of healing his bodily wounds.
Godzilla growled in painful grunts, which was the result of his
eyes regenerating. They were incinerated amidst the explosion's
wrath. Godzilla's pupils formed, bringing forth Godzilla's ability
to see. The vision was blurry, but it would do.

The King of the Monsters noticed the charred body
of Gamera. Godzilla waited outside the outskirts of the impact crater,
searching for any signs of life. Godzilla's ears faintly heard a
heart beat. Gamera was still barely alive, and it would take time
for the Guardian of the Universe to resurrect. Godzilla's energy
had been sapped during the battle. The King of the Monsters knew
the time to act was now, but Godzilla was too tired. It wouldn't
be long until Gamera retained his former health.

Godzilla snarled in spite, despising the thought
of not fulfilling his oath to murder the custodian. There was only
one emotion present that represented retribution.

They'd fight again.

With that thought, Godzilla turned away, and weakly
treaded in the direction of the ocean. Making it to the ocean would
sap Godzilla all of his strength, leaving the King of the Monsters
with no choice at all, but to hibernate. Godzilla disappeared beneath
the watery surface, leaving behind a desolated Tokyo. Wind gently
blew across Gamera's ravaged body. Gamera's heartbeat pulsated with
life, the noble mind of the custodian within patiently waited to
shed his burnt skin, and rise to defend the Earth once more.

Until that day, both Godzilla
and Gamera would have to settle for a draw.